“Wow, mirrors on all the walls and ceiling. And just a huge bed with a thick pillow and a stool,” Alexis exclaims as she takes in her new surround...ngs before Sarah appears wearing heels and her very short, black silk, dressing gown. Always the exhibitionist, she has the gown wide open so her nipples and shaved cunt are showing. Her legs and glorious thighs have never looked more appealing.“We have unfinished business Sarah,” are the only words Alexis utters before they are are passionately. My dick was fully hard by then and I was practically grinding mom’s ass from behind in the crowded bus.“What are you doing? Idiot, this is a public bus, get your hands off me.” She said, making sure no one else could hear us. I ignored her. The bus was too crowded for anyone to notice an 18-year-old boy fondling his own mother in a corner of the rickety bus.It was dusk when the bus finally stopped at our ancestral village, and mom’s saree was astray, thanks to the crowded bus and my own antics.. I don’t know who enjoyed it more, Sam or me. When we got home, we were surprised by seeing several cars in our driveway. I told Sam to slow down so I could put my dress on. Sam smiled and said why now. I hit his arm and said that I couldn’t flash our son’s friends. Sam did slow down a bit, but only enough for me to get my dress on over my shoulders. I was franticly trying to button it up as Bryan our son, his girlfriend and, several friends walked up to see my new convertible.Ever since I. "I don't believe this. This is the book the imams were talking about," Mahmoud was shocked. Never in a thousand years would be ever believed that he would come across this book and never in a thousand years that of all places, it would be his uncle's place.He heard the stories but now knew it existed."The Necronomicon. Written by the mad Arab Abdul Alhazred," he read out.The Necronomicon has the power to grant its reader anything he desires, he remembered his imam telling him and his.